Keepers of the Flame by Robin D. Owens

Author:Robin D. Owens
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Luna Books

Faucon awoke the next morning, arms wrapped around Elizabeth and smiled. She’d loved the volaran ride. Loved Starflower already.

He dared to hope Elizabeth loved him.

Last night they had sweet, wild sex for a long, long time. She’d given more of herself.

He could only hope that they’d bonded enough or would bond enough to keep her here with him. His arms tightened around her. She murmured and snuggled close.

She didn’t say the other man’s name.

It had only passed her lips once, and that during one of their lovemaking bouts the first night, and Faucon didn’t think she knew she’d said it. The moment had been one of exquisite agony for him. But she hadn’t mentioned the man since.

He knew the fool had been stupid enough to let her go, and she knew that Faucon understood she was raw from a heart wound, but they didn’t speak of it. He’d been gentle and tender with her.

Faucon, someone whispered in his mind. Ah! That call had wakened him. Glancing at the window, he saw it was full light, past time for him and Elizabeth to be up. He didn’t care. His major domo, Broullard, would hold breakfast for them.

But Broullard didn’t call him. Frowning, Faucon considered the timbre of the Song. Luthan. A noble Chevalier like himself, a man who lived only a few doors down the hallway, and more, the representative of the Singer.

Faucon, again the murmur. He smelled the sweetness of his woman’s body, cherished her against him, thought whether he wanted to answer the man. No.

Yet Faucon, like Luthan, knew of duty. Ayes?

I need to speak with you, confidentially. Everyone else has left for the day.

I’ll come to your suite shortly. Keep our meeting secret, except—

Please do not tell Elizabeth.

No, she’s too new to our world. I don’t keep secrets from Broullard.

A sigh from Luthan. Telling him is fine. Hesitation. I need your help. You may have to enlist others.

Curiosity piqued, as Luthan had probably intended, Faucon said, I’ll be there soon.

Thank you.

Faucon disentangled himself from Elizabeth, watched her stretch out on the bed. She appeared older than Bri, with more faint lines. He liked that. A mature, womanly lover. From their bonding during sex, he’d gotten impressions of her long and rigorous training to become a medica, harder than here on Lladrana, and that had aged her.

He smiled as he scanned her nude body. She slept raw, and he liked that, too. He’d stopped wearing short trous to bed. As he felt the stirrings of arousal, he turned away, went to the shower and let cool water diminish his ardor. Dressing, he saw it was another gray day. This year had been more gray than sunny and that was a concern. But he didn’t let it bother him, just added another layer of clothes.

When he stepped from the bedroom, Broullard bowed and indicated the set table. Faucon smiled at the weathered face of his major domo. They’d been together for years, fought together. Broullard had stepped into his father’s shoes when he’d died when Faucon was thirteen.

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